Take the Escapes...and read of the beautiful insights of The Spirit and the bride.
Along the early hour of the morning the bride awaken and kissed the Bridegroom as he sat near her bed. The Lord was taken into a unsteady stanza only to cause her to tremble. It was the music of the song. She too heard it and they both had a laughter. The mist came from her lover's mouth...the fog comes.
She looked at the the laces of mist. The bride's arrival in the fog met her with the Bridegroom in a most enchanting song of the fog as its unsteady stanza flowed her into misty glories like many wedding viels of a fog.
Tie together the wedding viels and see the fogs....The fog comes... the bride comes... --MIISRAEL WINNIESPOETRYAPR2013
This has been Escapes..
"Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth--- For love is better than wine." Song of Solomon 1: 2
